《Red Stardust》


 Prouloge: Goodbye

    Triss sat at her desk in her bedroom starring at the words on her computer like they were some holy message. She let out several heavy breaths as she composed herself, the transaction was done and she would now have to do her part. She closed the mail and another window presented itself to her, as if to mock her.


    Life.net, a site for the suicidal and mentaly depressed. She was still logged in as LittleBadger, a few updated threads but no new messages. Life.net was dedicated to help people talk and stay in this world with lots of threads how to talk to your parents and freinds and police if needed, threads on how to apriciate the small things in life and threads that if nothing worked helped with the least painful ways to go. There was obviously assholes whom edged people on to jump and just get on with it but they were ussualy banned rather quickly by the mods.


    She had sadly been a member for almost 2 years now, she had done a stupid mistake half drunk at a party and suddenly she was "a slut", "a whore", "some gross fat cunt that could just go fuck herself". She had kissed the schools boss bitchs boyfriend and nothing more, and then they started spitting at her when she walked by, destroying her clothes and stuff she let out of sight.


    Triss was 22 years old, around 1`6m tall with long blonde curly hair and bright green eyes. However that was about all the femeninity she could muster, her arms and legs were too fat and boyishly muscle even without training, not slim by any stretch of the imagination but not fat like they told her. A nose that was just a tad too big and cheeks riddled with freckles. She would never win a beuty contest and practicly everyone at school made sure she knew.


    At least she got away from school when her sister got sick, some heart problem or whatever. Triss didn¡ät wanna know how bad it was. She quit school and took more parttime jobs to try and pay for her sisters surgeries. Their parents dead years ago in a car crash caused by a villian named Crash, he casued 13 deaths and 40 injured before Claymore, a local hero, got him.


    However the jobs were not enugh so she had to get more, she had 3 jobs right now and all were HORRIBLE. Not the jobs themselves but the people, always insulting her and "accidentaly pushing her" making her drop food and trash all over herself. The worst was the evening resturant job were the manager tries to molest her. She cried herself to sleep half the nights and simply collapsing the others.


    She tore her eyes from the computerscreen, too many bad memories she did not wanna deal with, insted her gaze found a letter on her desk. The letter. Her letter. The letter that told whomever read it to give anything she owned to her little sister and to not search for her. She shut off the computer and started to walk slowley thru the little apartment, turning off the light whereever she went.


    When Triss walked out the door without locking it she felt wired, no mobile no cards no keys. She felt empty. She walked out into the cold dark moonless night, no clouds in the sky just a few stars and the "cawing" of some bird.


    "You ready?" a voice said.


    "No idea" she answered.


    The man to whom the voice belinged to rose from the hood of the car he sat on opened the cars doors, the driver seat for him and the passenger seat for her. The man¡äs name was Sevin Grove, his user name on Life.net was also Sevin Grove, he was as close to being a moderator without actully being a mod you could be. He was also the person who had keept her (and a lot of other people) alive for the past 2 years. He owned a caf¨¦ where could come and talk to a real person rather then online. A great listener and great at helping people to help themself.


    Sevin was tall lanky man with stright black hair reaching his shoulders and brown eyes that one could find comfort and empahty in, a warm smile and small nose to compliment his nice looks.As they seated them self in the car Triss could not help but to stare at his face and wonder how many requestes he got from the "I don¡ät wanna die a virgin" thread.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    As he started driving she thought back on why she was in this car with him. She had told him about her sister¡äs condition and her need of money and he had offered to buy her, not for sex like she thouht at first, but her life. As she was thinking about ending her life anyway he might have use of her body, and paying for her sisters life seemed like a fair deal. He had promised that it would not hurt, what ever it was. He would not tell.


    She was scared but she had gotten the mail from the hospital and they would prepare to save her sister¡äs life immidiatly, she hoped at least. As she looked out the car window in the dark night she saw a green bright light around some sky scrapers followed shortly by an bright orange beam of light.


    "They are at it again huh?" Sevin said, sighing.


    "I¡äm rooting for Tangerine, you?" Triss asked


    "They one that does the least amount of property damage tonight"


    She smiled a bit at that. Malachite and Atomic Tangerine used to be a vigillante due catching varius villians and causing a lot of damaged cars, houses androads while doing so. However thay had a falling out and Malachite joined the heroes while Tangerine is now a independant villian. Being eachothers rivals and fighting eachother almost every weak seemed to be part of normal life nowdays. There was a lot of betting online on who would win each match, the current record was 43-42 in Atomic Tangerines favor. How they did not get tired of it was beyond Triss but they probibably had something to prove to eachother.


    They drove past Duncan¡äs Park right next to the giant bay here in New Gala, "the city of Bread, Sweat and Opertunity".


    "The guy who decided the slogan for the city was stupid" Triss said, speaking her thoughts out loud.


    "I have to agree, altough at least it is so bad you always remeber it" Sevin answered in a joking tone.


    "Were here" he said as he parked the car.


    They exited the car and went towards the Caf¨¦, no light in the windows. A rather big three story building its back turned towards the big trees of the park, close to the water. A big sign on the front reading "Red Star Caf¨¦". As Sevin started unlocking the door Triss was hit with a wave of dread, she would probibably die here. Would he bury her in the park when he was done? Or was he a cannibal and would eat her? She started shaking in the early april night, but if it was cold or sometinhg else that made her shiver she didn¡ät wanna know.


    "Come on in" Sevan said like she was a customer rather then.......whatever she was.


    She entered the cafe, Sevin holding the door for her. It was a wonderfull caf¨¦ in Triss¡äs opinion, all the furniture was made of varius darker sorts of wood like mahogany, chestnut and dark cherry. The chairs and sofas had somekind of red cushioning with little flowerpatterns woven in to them.


    "Sit down where ever you like, is there something you would like to eat? We still have some pasteries left." Sevin asked lightly, like he was not about to kill her at all. She was starting to be really scared but there was no stopping now.


    "A Princess if you have" Triss answered with quivering voice.


    "I think we do, I will be back in a moment" he said and disepared into the kitchen, leaving her alone.


    She could run she thought to herself but she did not dare, you do not pay so much money for someones life and then just let them "run" away. She was certain that Sevin was a super villian or atleast some kind of minion to a super villian. It didn¡ät matter now tho, she hade given up when she accepted his offer. Her life for her sister¡äs. Her toughts were interupted by Sevin sitting down opposite her, placing a little pastry and a glass of water in front of her. The pastry was a "Princess", practically a little cake big as a muffin with whipped cream and rasberry or strawberryjam contained by pink marzipan and a little chockolate crown on top. She reched for it and started eating it.


    " Triss" Sevin said, staring deep into her with serius eyes the gravity of the situation could be heard in his voice "In this water is a little something that will put you to sleep, a sleep from witch you will not awaken. Is there anything, Anything at all that you would like to tell me? cuse it might be the last word you will speak."


    She was shivering now, really shaking on the edge of tears. The alien thought that she might not wake up felt so unreal. But she had made up her mind. She swallowed the bite of Princess and took a big chug of water.


    "T-thanks for s-savingmysister" she quickly blurted out as a blackness started creeping in from the edges of her vision.


    "No problem, now good night my little Triss, sweet dreams." He said with a warm smile on his face. A pleasant picture in Triss¡äs mind.

 Ch 1 Unexpected hobbies

    "Ughhh" A sleepy groan escaped Triss¡äs lips as she slowy came to. She had not slept that good in years and this bed was so comfy. Altough she was a bit dizzy she sighed heavily as she breathed in the sweet smelling air. It was such a heavenly scent of exotic flowers that she could not remember ever having smelled anything better.


    She lifted her arm with the intent to brush the sleep from her lead heavy eyelids however her arm hardly moved. It felt numb, liked she had slept on it all night. As she tried a second time she felt as if something restrained her wrist, her arm felt so weak. Her heart was starting to beat faster as she slowly came to another realization: Was she not supposed to be dead?


    A slight panic begun to settle in as she tierdly tried to force her drowsy eyes to open themself. Through half open eyes and blurry vision, that did not help her dizziness, she tried to take in her surroundings. With her head resting on her chest the first thing she noticed was that she wore a white dress, a bit like a hospital gown but prettier, that she did not remember putting on.


    The second thing she noticed was that she was infact not in a bed but in a nice recliner and then there was the red flowers. The flowers that were growing out of her arms and legs, now that slight panic had escelated to a full panic. She lulled her head back and forth and tried in vain to lift her pathetic arms but it was like something had sapped all strenght from her.


    "WhaddaFugwhaddafugwhadafuuhh" She slurred out in her panic now much more awake but still dizzy, her vision swimming withmulti coloured spots. She also realised that she was not alone in the dimly lit room, there were people just like her in armchairs both to her sides and opposite her lined against the walls of the room. And just like her they had flowers growing out of them, but while hers was red as blood there was flowers of every colour in the people.


    An overweight woman to her left had blue ones growing out of her stomach, a man facing her had both purple and yellow flowers growing from his arms legs and finger tips and toes. Thereseemed to be flowers of every shape and form in the room yet none that she recognised.


    When Sevin had said he wanted her body THIS was not what she expected or maybe he had sold her to some fucked up gardener/pshycopath. Small sobs were rocking Triss¡äs body as she tried to take deep breaths and calm down when she heard a door open.


    The person whom entered, calmly made their way across the room untill they reached Triss and after a moment sighed.


    "Well atleast the monitoring equipment is working like intended" Sevin said in slightly dejected voice, splaying out his fingers and tuching his fingertips together like he tended to do when he was not entirely comfortable in a situation. Triss was kind of relevied that it was Sevin standing before her and not some gross old man who wanted to do...stuff to her, altough she was not sure what was worse between that and being a flowerpot.


    "So...Umm...I have some good news, in fact a lot of good new" Sevin started but Triss interupted him.


    "Whas is de bad news" she asked, her words still slurred from whatever she had been given altough it was starting to get better.


    "Well....you are not supposed to be awake, altough that is more bad news for me rather than for you" he replied. "But back to the good news, Congratulations! to your new superpowers".


    Superpowers???What the fuck does he mean by that Triss tought to herself, taken back by the strange news. Her mind quickly imagined up pictures of her in bright spandex and billowing cape shooting lasers at evildoers, the thought made her giddy and fuzzy inside, Oh nope that was just her stomach orchestrating a revoultion. What little was still in her stomach quickly flew out of her mouth onto the floor and a bit stained her dress. She was shivering now and felt so weak. Luckly Sevin managed to sidestep.Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.


    "Don¡ät worry, I will clean that up.....I¡äm gonna go get you some water" he said as he made his way put of Triss¡äs vision. She managed a mumbled sound of gratitude in response. He was quikly back with some water and some paper to clean her dress. As he undid the restraint on her right arm so she could drink by herself she was reminded that Sevin was probably not a hero in bright spandex and cape but rather more likely, a villain.


    When she grabbed the glass she noticed how thin her arm was, it reminded her of how people with anorexia looked. When she tried to lif the glass she was not able tu muster enough strenth to lift it. Sevin quikly saw her plight and brought the glass to her lips and let her slowly drink the divine liquid washing some of the vomit taste from her mouth.


    "S-so wa-what now" she asked finnaly being able to talk somewhat coherent. "W-what is m-my p-p-power"


    "I do not know what your power is but I suspect it is some kind of slow addaptation, as you are currently being feed a powerful sedative through the IV in your arm without any effect AND the flowers that are currently growing out of you are slightly..." he seemed to hesitate before continuing, looking for some word that seeminlgy escaped him, averting his eyes "..psychedelic"


    Triss blinked ones twice and then made eyecontact with him again.


    "You¡äre growing drugs in me???"


    "....yes," he says in a small voice, "but before we get side tracked lets go back to your question about what happens now: I would like to recruit you. And I know that attempting to recruit someone at the same time as you admit you are growing drugs in them is NOT the best tactic, but I would like it if you saw the goodwill of me telling you the truth rather than telling a lie."


    Triss looked at him blanky for a minute then asked.


    "And what if I say no?"


    "Not a very good choise if you ask me.." Sevin¡äs gaze becomes cold and sends shivers down Triss`s spine" ...but well maybe a bit of a sellspitch is in order" He avoided answering the qustion and took a step away from Triss, taking a deep breath and then doing a slight bow.


    "I am Sevin Grove and my villain alias is that of Wheat, not very grand I know but that is the way I like it. I am a manager of sorts for a branch of Desire, the gang currently in controll of the south east of the city. We are prettymuch constantly vying for controll of the docks and boulevard, and asZenith, the organization in controll of the northeast of the city, used to controll the docks until we came around.....lets just say they don¡ät like us very much"


    Triss had her suspicions confirmed he was a villian, and part ofDesire sadly. Triss knew about them, more then that they just wanted the docks, they were also the biggest gang when it came to drugdealing, not saying the others were not dealing in drugs butDesire won that market. Sevin, or Wheat she guessed, continued his sellspitch.


    "In the northwest we have theSummerTigers who are in controll over there and in the southwest we have" He sighes heavily with annoyance " we have.....a complete clusterfuck of small gangs and teams all trying to make it big. *Argh* getting a headache just thinking about it."


    "If you chose to answer yes to the recruitment you would be part of thisbranch ofDesire and mainly defend our borders and annoyZenith at every possible opertunity. We here at theRed star are mainly the reinforcement so you would do nothing more illegal than beating up other criminals. Also as an employe of boththe Red starand Desirewe cover all health costs plus free lodging and food"


    Triss was kind of suprised at that last part, did gangs/evil organization actully do that? She was about to ask when Sevin suddly derailed her train of thought.


    "Almost forgot we also get you your own customized mask and armor, with a few restrictions of course but not as many as you would think."


    Triss could feel the little girl inside her smiling madly at the thought of her in a PERSONAL mask beating up villains, AND she had super powers, even tough they seemed kinda sucky.


    "Would the health care thingy cover my sister too?" Triss asked in a hopefull voice. And hardly a second past before Sevin answerd.


    "Sure, if that is what it takes to get you onboard"


    Triss shut her eyes and took a few deep breaths, she had alredy thrown away her life for her sister once so doing twice would probably not be that different, and hell getting to play vigilante was pretty much the same as a hero even if she worked for villains. She held out her stick thin arm, the red flowers on it dangeling with the motions, and gave her answer.


    "Then yes I accept"


    "Wonderfull" Wheat, manager ofthe Red Star and member of the supervillain groupDesire, shook her hand. As she sank back into the comfortable recliner a tought hit her witch she voiced.


    "How long was I out?"


    "About 1 year and a few months" The supervillian ,that kept her and a few dozen other people in a semi dark room growing drugs from their unconscius bodies, answerd without missing a beat a big smile plastred to his face.

 Ch 2 The Hideout

    "1 YEAR!!!" Triss exclamied with wide eyes, coughing a bit at the sudden over exertion of her voice "B-bu.... wha... MAYA! My sister her her operation is she... is she...."


    Triss trailed off her mind not even wanting to utter the words she feared the most.


    "Calmd down, Maya is allright, the operations and transplantations went without a hitch." Triss felt relived as Sevin expelled her worries but added more as he continued. " She is living in a dormatory for teenagers with similar circumstances, she does go on a doctors perscribed Happy pill, anti-depressiants, however she has been trapping it down slowely and stedily."


    "How do you know so much about that?" She asked, adressing the new concerns growing inside of her mind.


    "See it as a kind of Extraservice if you will." Sevin replied. "It is simply a little someting that I provide everyone that deal with me."


    "You see Triss pretty much everyone in here," Wheat the supervillian said as he gestured with his arms outspred to the other sleeping poeple in the room, "were pretty much like you."


    "People on the edge ready to let go but just with a little something holding them back, witch I help them with." He continued, bringing his arms back to gether again.


    "To some it was a familymember or friend in need other times someone wanted another one dead," He took a breath and deliverd the last line with a kind of sternes that would echo in Triss¡äs mind."...and I provided."


    "If someones father¡äs cancer relapsed even after they had given their life to me it only feels fair I make sure he gets cured again, otherwise it would feel like I broke a promise..." Sevin said, answering her unvoiced question, then simply stopping and scrathing the back off his head a littlebit.


    "Well about time we get you out off that chair new recruit." And with that the multitude of red flowers growing out of her body started floating, she stared flabbergasted at the beautifull display and noted to her relief that it did not hurt, at all.


    As Triss continued watching the spectacle she noticed that the flowers were in fact not floting but being held by thin red string, she looked down to her arms were the flowers had grown and noticed some more of the strange blood vessel like string, she started tracing it with her eyes.


    Her eyes slowely made thier way to Sevins fingertips, his hand now holding the bouqet of blood red plants. His power she concluded, how she did not notice them before was embaressing considering she had been too focused on his words, face and eyes.


    He undid the IV and then came the most embarresing moment of Triss¡äs life as Sevin disconnected her catheter and whatever she had for her other waste disposal, and carfully wiped away any filth that had stained her with a wet cloth. He had behaved proffesionally but it did not help the feeling of just wanting to dissepear or fall through the floor she felt.Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.


    Sevin had thankfully dressed her in a pair of loosefitting grey sweatpants before he carried her to a wheelchair he had in a corner, he opend the door out froom the dimly lit room and finnaly she was out. Out of THAT room.


    To her suprise she was not in a supervillian lair of strange white metal corridors or a old abandon drug den with flaking paint and cracked roof, instead the enviroment that Sevin was pushing her wheelchair bound self in was that of a hotel.


    The floor was a giant cozy looking red mat with a yellow pattern woven in to it, the walls were painted in warm colours and lamps comfotably lit up all spaces. The biggest difference from a normal hotel was that there wasn not nearly as many door, and none of the doors had numbers on them, and no windows.


    They made it to a pair of wodden and goldtrimmed double doors, she felt scarred, would she meet The Peacock Prince, leader of desire? would she meet a squadroon of cops ready to arrest her? a pile of bodies?. Her train of thought got derailed as the door opened by themself and she was taken in to a big room filled with chairs and recliners, looking like a comortabe hotel lobby dialed upp to 11.


    To the right was a expensive looking kitchen with everything one might imagine and to the left sitting at a computer was the only other person here that she could see. He did not seem to care that they had entered as he typed away at his keyboard. Sevin seated her close to the kitchen as he went to get her something to eat, to her dissepointment it was just a can of tomato soup but considering how weak she was it seemed logical.


    Sevin used his thin "blood vessel tentacles" to spoon feed her the soup, she still could hardly lift her arms but it was getting better, while he used his hands to braid her now overly "not-cut-in-over-a-year" long hair, witch was very calming combined with the only other sound coming from the keyboard claking.


    Suddenly the other man stoped typing and shoot an dissaproving stare at Triss. She flinched a little under his harsh gaze and quikly turned away.


    "Don¡ät be rude to the new recruit Omar." Sevin said in a play full tone.


    "New recruit? What the fuck do you.....She got powers while asleep in your friggin greenhouse?" Omar asked.


    "Prettymuch yeah." Sevin replied.


    Omar just sighed,shaked his head and rose from his chair making his way over to the kitchen to get something from the humongeus fridge. Now that Omar stood upp Triss finnaly got a good look of him.


    Omar was pretty huge, taller than Sevin and with more muscle. Broad shoulders with a black besketball shirt, the kind without arms, and a few millimeters of platinum blonde hair and shaven face. Broad face with eyes that seemed almost artificialy white and blue while the strange seams right under his shoulders betrayed cybernetic arms. A sharp nose and she heard a sligth slavic accent as he went past her mumbeling something in audible to her.


    As Omar went back to his computer Wheat once again seemed to read Triss¡äs mind.


    "That is Shrimp but do not let the name fool you, he is one of the strongest Supers in the city and my second in command of The Red Star, on a power scale he is around 7/10. I am like 4/10 and right now you are barley 1/10 so don¡ät piss him off or you will find yourself on the wrong side of his Hydropumps wondering where your limbs went."


    Trissfelt a cold chill run down her spine she knew about Shrimp, everyone in the city knew about Shrimp. One of the strongest villians in the city, with his strange powerssuits ending in a 4meter long shrimptail with thin creepy legs letting him treverse practicly any surface, and thought to be the vice-leader ofDesire, yet Wheat was supposedly over him. Just shows how much the public knows she guessed, or how goodSevin is at keeping a secret.


    She went back to eating her soup, Sevins advise echoing in her mind.

 Ch 3 Pike and Sphyrna

    Pike stared at the three men infront of him all clad in the same attire, black suits with black pants black gloves and black shirts with the only colour coming from thier red ties and white facemasks, even the guns they had trained on him were a metalic black.


    He mused that he was not to colourfull himself either, his whole costume a bland gray with a few black accents, atleast his mask looked better. His mask was made in the image of a fish, silver and dark blue scales with two giant yellow orbs for lenses, the fish¡äs mouth sewn shut with five big stiches made of thick bright rope. It also had a lot of special stuff in it but the only thing Pike cared about was the mic and recivier, and most importantly that it was comfy.


    The three cronies seemed to be shivering abit, Pike quikly deduced that it was pobably not the temprature but rather the fact that the floor of the warehouse they were in was littered in the corpses of thier comrades and the crimson fluid seeping out of them.


    It also might have been the fact that he had a literall vortex of ghostly pale fish swimming around him. Not even the fish were verry colourfull, the salmon, trout, perch, tigerfish and even the few piranhas he had orbiting him were all in difftrent hues of gray, white and black. The only "fish" with a bit of colour was the gigantic Pike he had named himself after, it¡äs pitchblack scales had several splotches of red on them and even the eyes seemed a dark tinted scarlet.


    As the left most man of the three henchmen fired his black gun Pike easly danced away, doing a little piruette out of the way, one of the white salmons darted out of the vortex. Like a heat-seeking missile the fish went straight for the man who fired, phasing through his pistol and quikly bit of two of his fingers.


    With both the mans fingers, blood and gun in the air the snow white salmon went to tear his throat out. The middle man was in the same situation with half a dozen gray and black piranhas trying to bore their way into his airpipe while the rightmost man had his head cleanly bit off by the massive pike.


    As the blood from the suit clad men dyed even more of the warehouse the colour of dark wine Pike effectionaly thanked his little guardians for thier hard work and started making his way over to were his partner was. Sphyrna was currently occupied with "taking care off" the leader of these suits, a super with some kind off body strengthening power if Pike could remember correctly. He had not really bothered with it since Sphyrna hade said "That guy sounds like he could take some hits, let me fight him!!!".


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    Pike practicly skiped his way over to her through the fairly rhytmic sound of Sphyrna¡äs heavy sledgehammer hitting the laying mans chest. Sphyrna¡äs costume was prettymuch the same as Pike¡äs, the same skintight gray and black protective mesh displaying her over 2meter tall muscled body. Her mask looking like a mexican luchadore shark but were his had been sewed shut her mouth was fitted with big metal teeth, allowing her to bite her enemies, witch she did quite often.


    *Thud*


    Another heavy blow too the mans reinforced chest, pushing out what little air he had left in his lungs with slight whine, made the great red mane that was her hair whip all around the place. Sphyrna¡äs long red hair was done in such a way it looked like two dozen long braids with big fishhooks at the ends reaching down to her tailbone. She raised her arms for another swing and-


    *The horrible sound of a sledgehammer breaking a man¡äs ribbcage and making him expell his own intestines and blood through various orifices*


    "*Pheehew* Job well done huh Pike?" she said flashing him a big smile, he gave her a quick nod in return as she started walking towards the entrance of the warehouse.


    "Mission complete Shrimp, can you send in the goons to clean the place and get us a ride?" Sphyrna asked the night and Pike could hear the slightly annoyed voice of Omar in his comunicator saying he¡äs "on it".


    By the time the two supervillians hade made it to the waterline thier "ride" had arrived. A dark metallic mini-submarine looking like a hybrid between a shrimp and a crab, Pike always thought Shrimp¡äs inventions looked cute but the mini-sub was one of his favourites. Pike had to "disspel" his fish when he got in the sub but he could still feel them around him even if others could not.


    As Luca and Emma entered the commonroom of the underground base they got a hearty "welcome back" from Sevin and finnaly saw the new recruit that Shrimp had told them about during the ride back, sitting at one of the tables with Sevin, several cans of tomato soup to the side and face half stuffed with a princess pastry. She was slightly taller than Luca with long blonde hair cute freckles and green eyes staring at him and Emma wearly, no doubt the looked quite strange. An over 2meter tall bodybuilder and a 1,5m short 17 year old boy. Emma¡äs beautifull red hair and shining blue eyes atleast look normal unlike him.


    There was nothing strange with Luca¡äs chocholate coloured skin howerver his short curly hair, teeth, nails and even the whites of his eyes were all unnaturally gray. He used to be scared of it but Sevin had assured him that there was nothing wrong, just some strange sideeffect of his power.


    Luca quikly made his way over to Sevin and jumped in to his lap, Sevin¡äs arms seemingly atoumaticlly closed around him , a cheeky grin plastered to his face. Emma also made her way over to them, a mischivous glint in her eyes, as she arrived she took Sevins head in her hands and bent him backwards quikly locking their lips together while forcing her tounge deep inside his mouth. After a few moments she ended the kiss and looked at the "new recruit" that by this time was looking with mouth agape and eyes wide open, also having dropped her pastry on the table, and simply said:


    "`Sup new girl, welcome to Desire!"

 Ch 4 First morning as a supervillian

    Triss was laying in her new bed in her new room. It was a cozy little hotel room execpt without windows, considering she now knew they were underground it made sense to not have windows just showing a view of dirt. At least she had a door to a private bathroom eith toilet and shower. The room was rahter barebones with just a comfortable bed, wardrobe containing a few borrowed clothes, a nightstand and a writing desk witch currently had her new laptop on it providing the only source of light in the dark room.


    The clock was only shortly after 8 in the morning yet Triss hade been awake for a while, surfing the net. She had been allowed to visit a few sites to get her up to speed with current events and more importantly the heroscene of the city. It had not been hard finding the HeroLeague¡äs website but reading everything and trying to memorise it made her head ache. Sevin and Shrimp had told her to try and remember atleast all of the HeroLeague¡äs members in the city and roughly what their powers were, she did her best and decided to try and recitie them all to herself.


    The Heroes of New Gala were:


    Malachite with his green and black costume, green and white dyed hair and with a smile that made him every teenagegirl¡äs crush only hiding his identity with a small green domino mask. His powers were pretty much a classic combo of flight and energy lasers, not that lasers and free movment are to be underestimated.


    Claymore & Lancer, the knight duo clad in mediveal looking power armor and short red capes on thier shoulders, Claymore with his namesake red double edged sword and Lnacer with his drill like 1,5 meter long lance. Their powers seemed to be related to crafting the wepons they used yet the way the fought with them might count as a power aswell. The duo used to be a quartet but Tomhawk and Aegis had moved to Ohio after a powerful villian caused massive earthquakes taking out a few of the the heroes. The team split but are still in contact and are know to reinfoce eachother when needed.


    Q-something that she always forgot the name of, pretty much a soccermom with superspeed. or baseball mom in this case as she often attended local baseball matches with tones of homebaked brownies. Her costume was purple with a few turquise stripes and a big Q on her stomach, a simple purple mask covering most of her face but letting her blonde hair flow out behind her.


    Aeromeister the second in command of the local League yet considred weak by most. In his almost 30 years long hero career he had never solo cought a bigname villian or stopped great disasters by himself, however neither had he ever failed catastrophically never dropping a buss full of people in the ocaean or accidentaly blowing up half a block. He was consistent, safe. His costume was silver with a yellow helm and that was pretty much it, no flames no cape and no quirky smile for the camera. His powers were of the "crazy scientist" type letting him create stuff that flies...sounds like a weak power but it is sertainly not. He has created tons of flight capable power armors for other heroes, small one-man planes the he use most of the time and his giant helicopter looking more like some kind of space ship then something to use in the city.


    And then there was Silver the leader for the Heroes in New Gala. Nevermind that she is also counted as one of the strongest heroes in both America and the world. Her power being silver control, the abbility to shape silver to anything she wants in a huge radius around her, swords made of silver: No problem, small bullets made of silver that she is able to expel out of her range with incredible speed: No problem, literall river of silver flowing like water: depends on the amout of silver but otherwise no problem. However the reson she was considered as one of the stringest was not beacuse of her power but her experience.


    Superhumans started appearing in this world shortly after World War 1, most likely some kind of experiment intended to be used as a weapon gone wrong (or right). And as one might imagine when people get alot of power, it goes to ones head. A man in the slowely dying Germany got the power to create, control and turn into noxius gas and promply decided that superhumans should rule the world and the people of Germany followed. It has been speculated greatly if sugestive-mindcontroll was a part of his power or simply an allied superhuman working behind the scenes.


    The Gasman and his subordinate Captain Lightning, or Kapti?n Blitz, wrought chaos during WW2 taking over most of Europe before they were finnaly put down. The heroes that participated in the final fight were Captain Freedom, Sergeant Summer and Silver from America, Rapi¨¨re from France, Lion King and Queen from GreatBritain, Baba Yaga from Soviet and an unknown naked man whom fell in the battle, sacrificed himself to end Captain Lightning. Noone knows were this man came from, maybe he was from France, maybe U.S.A, maybe Soviet or maybe even from Germany, yet he fought and all the heroes that were present agreed that his help was vital in the fight. When the war was over the countries all gave this man the same name, albiet in their own languages, and now in Berlin there is a big memorial with all of the names from people that died in that final fight and the first name written at the top is Hero.This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    Out of those 8 heroes that saved the world from tyranny that day only two remain BabaYaga whom was said to have been over 100 years even before the war and whose power is more like magic than anything logical and Silver who was 17 at the end of the war is now closing in on the age of 80. Sadly Triss was pretty sure she hade seen more porn on the internet of Silver than Qwhatshername with her huge bust that had the internet far to riled up.


    Silvers costume was entirely made of silver clinging tightly to her rather youthfull body compared to her age, some strange side effect from when a villian used his power on her keeping her body in Silvers forties yet her hair hade gone completely white from stress at that point, two small angular wings and a silverly helmet with bluse eyelenses and spots for her iconic long pig tails.


    Triss extended her hand to the little nightstand grasping her glass of water and easily bringing it to her mouth, taking a few sips and then putting it back. She had stuffed herself like never before the previous night, as if her stomach was a blackhole. She had just kept asking Sevin for food witch he brought to her with a small smile and her power had somehow returned her to prettymuch normal. Her power she thought. Hers. If she had gotten her powers earlier could she have joined the heroes Triss pondered? Porbably she answered her own question, but it was all just "what ifs" so there was no use dwelling on it. She would still kinda be a hero, beating up villians was what her new job was, or atleast that was how Sevin presented it to be.


    If she had joined the HeroLeague she would probably have to be part of the JuniorHeroLeague first, a bunch of teenagers with superpowers would just be wonderful she thought to her self. When she accepted Sevin¡äs deal and became part of his.."garden" there had been 4 Junior Heroes, now there was 5 yet two of them were new. The sad solution to this mathematical impossebility was that one of them had died, gotten murdered.


    The Gamer had radioed the HeroLeague HQ while on a late night patrol telling them he "heard a strange noise going to investigate", he was found the day after in an alley together with with 13 other civilians. This was in the southwest of town, "the clusterfuck" as the others from the Red star called it, the culprit was yet to be found.


    The rest of the Junior Heroes were:


    Rime, a closerange cryokinetic able of making extreamly thin razorsharp blades, a practical tornado of them , plus the fact that she was proficient in some martial-arts made her quite the danger to the villians of the city having taken down quite a few earning her the title of the strongest junior. Her costume is mostly black and dark blue with her head coverd in icey spikes, making it kinda look like hair from those Japanse cartoons.


    Snotling, lost a bet against Rime were the winner got to decide the loser¡äs heroname, does not let his name to him and is the second strongest of the juniors. His power let him produce a large amount of green acidic gelatinous sludge in his sinuses witch he then used to both fight and capture criminals and villians. He is able to "chose" how acidic the sludge is so he does not kill anyone, but it has been reported that he can melt through steel so he shall not be underestimated. His costume is a mainly green powerarmor made by Aeromeister with a few yellow part like the shinguards and his pecs for some reason.


    DarkRainbow, like Snotling he has a powersuit made by Aeromeister but DR¡äs is mostly a ugly beige and metalic steel without any actual rainbows on it unlike snotling he actually chose his name. His power consists of being able to summon a strange robot that he calls HolyDiver. The HolyDiver may look like a robot with tons of cogs, pistons, springs, muscles seemingly made of copper wire and big bronze like diver helmet but in reality it is simply a projection of DarkRainbow¡äs mind. The projection should not be taken lightly however as it can easily reorganise your face with a few lightning fast punches, DarkRainbow¡äs fighting style is that of a boxer and factoring in a powersuit to that and you would be smart to not get close to him in a fight.


    Phoenix, one of the new JuniorHeroes joined shortly after Triss went into her coma and like her namesake bird her costume make her look like a bright orange and yellow bird with feathers on her mask and a cute little plastic looking bannana yellow beak at here nose. Phoenix is a pyrokinetic able to shoot fireballs and small flamethrowers from her hands and feet. She looked to be the youngest of the Juniors but in reality it was P4ND4.


    P4ND4  is the other new hero that hade joined in Triss¡äs absense. He was a 7months old AI in the form of a human adult sized sentient robotic bear. Some crazy scientist up in Montana had made him with the intent of making an army of robotbears and take of the town, however something went wrong (for the scientist) beacuse P4ND4 arrested him and gave both himself and his creator to the police. Seeing the "heroic streak" in the robots actions one of the heroes that took care of the casr recommended him for the JuniorHeroLeague and here he is, flying around town with a giant jetpack stoping thiefs and helping old ladies across the street.


    Triss heaved out a heavy sigh, her head hurt but she was quite proud of remebering so much of the essential information. Her stomach gave a sound that might aswell have been a hyena in the room signaling it wanted breakfast. Triss gave up another sigh as she rose from the bed and started moving towards the door.


    "Breakfast here i come"